Several friends from out of town came to visit me recently. We decided to go out for a night on the town, a night of dancing and psychoactives. After much discussion we all decided on a small dose of LSD. It was late and my recent experiences with LSD had all been weird, so I decided to play it safe. For the first time in a long time, I chose to take a single hit.

I waited until we arrived to blast off. Shortly after getting inside the party I took my hit of acid and walked around to await its onset. I talked to my friends, both those that had come with me and several others I ran into there. I danced, I hung out, I did the usual party thing.

The acid took a while to come on. A single hit isn't much after you've experienced it a few dozen times. It gave me a little energy, gave everything a slight glow, lifted me up just a tiny little bit. It was trippy, but it wasn't much of a trip.

Worst of all, it not only didn't do much to enhance my dancing it actually interfered. I felt clumsy in my body as my slightly expanded awareness seemed to race all over the place, preventing me from focusing at all. I was too high to pay attention, not high enough to forget to pay attention. I felt caught in some sort of halfway state, off baseline but not high enough to really experience what was going on with the trip.

We left early, missing the last DJ or two. I was tired, disappointed in my just over threshold trip and the party itself was weak beyond belief. On the trip home I noticed I was tripping a little harder than I had thought, but still not enough to make anything useful of it. I ran at the mouth for the entire ride home, just a stream of consciousness rambling, born of acid stimulation and a lack of anything better to do. I am sure my companions were quite sick of it by the time we arrived home…

We smoked some pot, which finally made the trip go somewhere. On the tail end of the trip I was finally feeling a substantial effect. Strongly colored by the pot, of course. I felt like I was moving through space, floating on a cannabis carpet. It was lovely.

The night wasn't a total waste. I enjoyed spending time with my friends that I don't get to see often enough. I found out that it wasn't really worth my time to take a single hit of acid. I got some exercise. Not terrible, just not very interesting.